Goblin Cave Vol 1 Novels & Stories

Xolvion nodded as he walked to the back part of the cave where the girls were, already knowing which of them were alive and which of them were not. Xolvion reached the back of the cave and pulled back a brown rag that seemed to separate apart of it, sensing more life inside. His senses were sharp, allowing him to detect all forms of life within the area meaning that nothing without the ability to hide its own life force would escape his detection. "I see... Goblin offspring." He said, realising that this was the goblin nursey, filled with ten baby goblins that had been left in the back of the cave. Crystal gasped as she looked at the baby goblins, knowing that they were the result of the poo

Tommy just nodded while he lay Diana in the nearby makeshift bed in the corner of the entrance of the cave and told the panhandler to take some rabbit blood for later. Upon looking at the forlorn wolf and the unconscious woman, Cavin realized of the battle that had happened in the mangroves moor and the gigantic goblin had been a tragedy. He knew they only left death and destruction in their wake. But that could only mean one thing to Cavin. “If the seigniory and powers of darkness are on to you and your quest,” he taunted, “that must mean you may soon begin to accept your own calling.”

His naughty finger intruded the treasure trove, and Gristel quivered and bit on his ear. "Ouch." He shouted, grabbing the ear, and murmured in sudden realization, "Fuck! I am also an elf?" Gristel covered her mouth and giggled, "Ah no, your highness! You are a Goblin." "Ah! Goblin!" He shrieked. Goblin, in the mythology of earth, is a hideous-looking, greedy, vicious humanoid creature. He checked his arms and muttered, "They are not green. Why? Whatever, it's just a dream."

My senses all in alert, I activated my Evil eyes ready for that unknown creature… the groaning intensified, the creature approached revealing its appearance… Small in size, green skin, ugly face and pointy ears… it held a handmade spear with a pointy rock at the edge… the creature reeked of bad smell and was not alone… This creature that preys on women and raids human villages without leaving a soul behind, usually lives in small groups, but when they are under stronger beast guidance… they become a threat that must be subjugated… So it was them who preyed on women of the capitol… these heinous creatures called “Cave dwellers” or more commonly…Goblins! I am surrounded by them… how many are t

I have regained a little feeling in my legs now, enough to attempt to stand. Fang offers me his neck and I gratefully cling to him to try to pull myself up. All my limbs are working, and nothing seems broken, thankfully, but I am very weak, so I climb onto Fangs back. Once I am comfortable, we follow the pack through the forest and soon we arrive at their den. I’m surprised to find that they are living in a large cave at the base of a cliff, and the entrance is concealed by long vines that grow down from the cliffsides. I immediately have a feeling of safety here and I understand why they would choose this place.

The five of us were trapped inside a magical net capable of nullifying our powers. “Shit,” Aris said angrily. Suddenly it began to shake, and goblins came out of the ground. They were different from the goblins that helped us in the wasteland; these ones looked smaller. Once they were all below us, one of them began to laugh. I knew right away that he was the leader. “This loot is very powerful,” the goblin said. “I wonder what we can do with them.” The goblins started laughing, and suddenly I saw my mother in the background.

The glow reacted, pulsing again. She turned away from the sleeping pair and began walking deeper into the cave. “Come,” she said. “The book won’t wait forever.” I hesitated once more, glancing back at Zion and Linda. The glow surrounding them seemed almost protective now, as though the cave itself acknowledged their connection. Reluctantly, I followed her deeper into the cave. Ms. Joyce reached into her worn bag and carefully brought out the book. The cover of the book was made of something that didn’t look like leather or metal—more like pressed bark infused with crystal veins. Symbols moved subtly across its surface, shifting like living script.

“IT’S JUST I HAD a different book in mind when ink spilled on this one, plus what’s left to do in a finished book?” They, of course, ignored me Completely probably deciding if I would not explain, they were just going to proceed. One of the three waved their hand above the inky darkness we were standing on, and instantly a book on a pedestal was in front of them on the floor. It showed off my title, ‘1001 Dark Tales’. I instantly held my breath, hoping they didn’t realize what that meant. But if they had, they said nothing. Instead, they just started flipping through the pages of the book, looking for which store to choose.

The next thing Dike shouted was ‘run’ They all began running as the red goblin began pursuing them with the orange and green goblins. The warriors have already killed several green and orange goblins so you could see that everywhere is filled with dead goblins. The warriors kept running till they ran into a cave. The goblins couldn’t run so fast, this gave the warriors the edge to get into the cave on time and cover it up. When the red goblin got there, it couldn’t find where they were hidden. It made some frustrating sound and then began to retreat and with it the orange and green goblins. You could see them carrying their death along with them as they retreat to wherever they came out from